The crowd at the door panicked.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "Let me try." ”

The crowd that was originally gathered seemed to have been split in half by a sharp blade, and a young man in a cargo suit appeared in the middle.

The man was carrying a satchel and looked at the machine in front of him with a serious expression.

"This is controlled by Internet control."

The atmosphere in the haunted house was very gloomy, and some people were scared and urged: "Don't care what control it is, can you let us go out quickly." ”

"What's so hard about that?"

The man's eyes rolled around and he thought of a bad idea.

When the people saw that he had suddenly stopped doing nothing, they asked, "Why are you stopping?" ”

The man squatted on the ground and said, "Anyway, I'm not afraid to stay here, it's you who are afraid, I'll just wait for the staff to arrive." ”

After speaking, a malicious smile was on his lips.

“cao！” A fat man in the crowd scolded.

There was an emergency button in the haunted house, and the fat man found the button, but no one answered when he pressed it.

There are more and more people, impatience is contagious, and suddenly the whole atmosphere becomes more tense, and the little brother squatted on the ground and took out a bag of peanuts from his satchel to eat.

The fat man walked up to him and pulled him up: "You go get it!" ”

"I'll get it, but I'll charge for it, and if you can afford my price, I'll help you." The little brother rubbed his nose.

The crowd suddenly became lively.

"Why should we pay, this doesn't make sense!"

"It's just, it doesn't make sense."

The fat man grabbed the little brother's collar: "Don't play tricks, if you get it right, you will collect money from the person in charge of the haunted house." ”

"Who the hell is playing tricks, what if I solve this problem and others don't give me money? All in all, no money is not done. ”

The fat man pursed his lips, and then said to the person behind him, "Why don't we give him a little bit by ourselves, and the big guy can go out early?" ”

The little brother sneered and threw a peanut into his mouth.

"Give and give, how much do you charge!" Someone in the crowd said.

The little brother raised five fingers: "Five thousand at a time." ”

"Five thousand is so expensive! Why don't you grab it! ”

The fat man wiped the sweat from his head and said: "There are more and more people here, I'm afraid there is not enough oxygen, and a person is more than two hundred yuan at most, give it to him!" ”

When the fat man said this, many people were relieved.

"Then give it!"

At this time, an indifferent voice appeared in the crowd, instantly freezing the lively scene into three feet of ice.

"I want money, I don't know if you have the life to spend it."

Gu Tingchen walked out of the crowd, and the strong aura on his body made people give him a way, like a noble and supreme king.

When the little brother saw Gu Tingchen, his face turned pale suddenly, it was him!

How did President Gu end up here?

Gu Tingchen was followed by a young girl, who was holding a small notebook in her hand, ticking on the keyboard.

After a while, the system of the haunted house returned to normal, and everyone screamed and walked out in a swarm.

Seeing this, the little brother wanted to run out with the crowd.

As soon as he walked to the door, a kick came in from outside the door and kicked him to the ground.

The little brother spilled a lot of machines out of his satchel.

Jiang Xiaobei's mobile phone was desperately ringing the alarm, she pointed at the little brother and said, "Zhanyu hurry up and arrest him, this is the hacker who attacked us last time!" ”

The little brother looked panicked and wanted to run, but Zhan Yu twisted his hand bones, and a miserable scream.

At the same time, the little brother's tools were also destroyed, and Jiang Xiaobei's mobile phone signal stopped abruptly.

Jiang Xiaobei closed his eyes, miserable. It was the first time she had seen such a ruthless Zhanyu, and it seemed that she would not provoke him in the future.

Gu Tingchen glanced at Jiang Xiaobei's mobile phone, and his dark eyes narrowed: "Jiang Xiaobei." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"Your phone has a signal again."

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